Diana Poems

Playboy - Poem by Diana Poems

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She poses with her legs spreadThe muscles in her thighs showShe looks at you with her blue eyesHer blonde hair flowing in curlsHer bust is two basketballsBoth cupped in each of her tiny handsShe flexes her stomach for youUntil you can see her muscles She wants you to be arousedBut you cannot touch herShe is a photographOf colored pixels She is a womanWith silicone breastsOther women wish to be herWish to have her bodyWish to have her hairBut we cannot be herMen cannot even touch herShe is there to stare atFor men to dream ofShe is there for other women to envyTo encourage other young womenTo become what she isA beautiful fake plastic barbie dollIn men's eyes she is purely sexyPurely beautifulPurely seductiveBut in our eyesShe is purely disfiguredPurely unnaturalPurely a touched-up photographMen- notice how there are no flaws on herDon't ever expect a real woman to be herA real woman spends her money on educationNot her bust or stomach tucksReal women become damagedBy women like herAnd by the photographsThat send a messageThat we need to be like herTo fulfill our livesMen- Would you love a woman even if she did not make herself pure fantasy? Or is playboy blinding you of reality?

Very well said Diana. I'd rather be the real woman too than the girl wasting her life away on ridiculous diets and endless plastic surgery to become a fantasy that doesn't exist. This is a very good poem!
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Powerful, with a real message, written by a real woman. However, in my experience REAL men prefer REAL women and not 'beautiful fake plastic Barbie dolls, ' (a great phrase) . This poem is surely aimed at those men who don't have a life.........wouldn't you agree? A great piece of writing, Diana.
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